Xiliu pondered, and after a while, he raised his eyes and returned to him: "I have been to many places, but most of them are some remote places, such as Yelang, such as Senan, such as Northern Xinjiang, but we are a prosperous place in Daduan, and I have not been to a few places. I haven't been to the capital, and Nanshui has just arrived. If you are familiar with the scriptures, you must also know that there are many cliffs in Yelang, there are many insects and mosquitoes in Senan, and southern Xinjiang is a desert, which is not suitable for swimming. In my opinion, it is also excellent for Ji Gongzi to be stable since he was a child, and to sit quietly and practice. ”

Ji Liu said: "But the sage also said, read 10,000 books and travel 10,000 miles." I squatted in the academy and just studied the books, but I ended up talking on paper. I also hope that I can go more and more, after all, I will feel shallow on paper. Miss Xi, you might as well tell me about Northern Xinjiang, I'm quite curious about Northern Xinjiang. ”

"Northern Xinjiang?" Xiliu fell into a longer period of contemplation before he slowly spoke: "The northern Xinjiang is full of deserts, and it is golden all day long, but occasionally I will meet some small islands, with rippling green water and a hundred flowers vying for hope, which is very beautiful. Further to the depths, there will be a dense forest appearing, and the amazing thing is that in the dense forest, there will be a large lake sparkling. Above the great lake, there are snow-capped mountains. When you look at it at night, it is clear and clear, and the huge stars are like lying above your head, which is also very magical. After passing through the forest, after walking for a long, long time, you will come across some towns and villages. If you go to northern Xinjiang, don't miss the towns, especially on the Lantern Festival. The lights are scattered, no less than the south water, and even more veil-like mystery than the silky south water. As she spoke, she couldn't help but smile. Speaking of which, Yu Xiliu said that Northern Xinjiang is still the most interesting place she has ever been, not only the scenery, but also the people.

Xiliu finally talked about the northern frontier, Ji Liu was looking forward to it and couldn't help being nervous, he tried to lower his breathing, for fear that his breathing would be too heavy, cover up a few words she said, and miss something, but after listening to a lot, he patiently listened to the scenery he already knew, and his heartbeat rose and fell with her words, but in the end she ended like this, without mentioning him at all, as if he had no memory. Her words were as mysterious as a veil in the town, and it was like choking his beating heart, making him very uncomfortable. Why didn't she even remember herself? Although he is two years older, the change in his eyebrows and eyes is not that big, right?

He was patient and continued to ask: "Then when you traveled to northern Xinjiang, did you meet any interesting people?" ”

Xiliu raised his eyes and met Ji Liu's eyebrows, like flowers and mist, and his eyebrows were hazy. She had forgotten the man's eyebrows at last, and she would not know if she saw him again, but she knew that he would not be here.

She replied with a smile: "I don't remember clearly, but I remember that my father sent me to lead the caravan to the north of Xinjiang, and I have been with the caravan on the way." When he finished answering, he spoke again.

Ji Liu also fell silent. After a while, he lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car, leaving without saying a word.

Frightened, the finch and the driver outside the car asked: "Young owner, what's wrong?" ”

Xiliu replied: "It's okay, probably Ji Gongzi's small belly and chicken intestines have been committed again." But thinking about it carefully, there was nothing that offended him, but in the end, he didn't bother to speak, so he left angrily.

Alas...... This person is always like this, capricious, as if the gentle and humble appearance when talking about the people's livelihood just now does not exist, and the stream cannot be understood. I was only annoyed that I had offended the great god Ji Liu again.

After Shen Ting left with Xixun, he took her to the Shen family's compound, and then instructed the attendant to bring out some food for her, and then instructed the servant to take good care of it, and then went about his own business. When Xi Xun saw the food, he left everything else behind, and even Shen Ting's handsome man turned a blind eye, and only happily ate the food on the table. When leaving, Shen Tingtong said to her: "Miss Xi, you wait here first, and then I will tell you about the matters related to people's livelihood when I come back." ”

Xi Xun simply waved his hand very much: "Childe, you are busy with you." Then he ate on his own. At dusk, Shen Ting returned to Shen's mansion and saw that Xi Xun had fallen asleep on the table. He couldn't help but smile again, and then instructed the housekeeper to find pen and ink, write down some matters related to the livelihood of Nanshui City, and then put the paper in the envelope. When Xi found awoke, he gave her the letter and told the housekeeper to take her back to the academy.

The plan of a day lies in the morning, and the plan of the year lies in the spring. In March, when spring is in full swing, it is a busy time again, the farmers are busy sowing seeds, the scholars are busy studying, and Xiliu and Shen Ting are busy for the next assembly of the Ministry of Commerce. Xiliu arranged for his own shopkeepers to sort out and settle the accounts of Xi's previous years, and compiled them one by one, and began to check the old tea in the warehouse, counting the types of tea. After that, it was time to pick the spring tea, and she hurriedly arranged for some guys to go to Xiliu Village to dock. After that, according to Shen Ting's instructions, the number of people in and out of the store was re-counted and sorted, and he was busy until Qingming, and he was relieved. Shen Ting had already sent someone to spread the word, and the meeting of the Ministry of Commerce was scheduled for the beginning of April, and there were still more than 20 days to go. Xiliu arranged the business matters and instructed the shopkeepers to take charge of them one by one, and decided to take Xixun home to worship in his spare time in the past few days. Before her father returned, if she and Xixun did not return to Xiliu Village to worship, there would be no one to worship the family members of Xiango—mother, grandparents, maternal grandparents, these family members who had left them early.

In Keiliu's impression, her mother always looks like a crazy demon, not that her mother treats her and Xixun well. But when talking to her father, she is always yin and yang. She thought that no matter how long it was, her mother would not be able to forgive her father, not only because of her blood, but also because she blamed her father for forcing her to become a demon, and because of the cold red blood that filled the door. She thought that if it weren't for her and Xixun, her mother would probably be even more disregardful, so she would have to curse her father in the underworld. But who is to blame for this? My mother was originally a young lady in the capital, talented and outstanding, so she was also proud of her talents. After his father asked to marry, his grandfather saw his father's graceful demeanor, and he was a rare and knowledgeable person of the younger generation, he was young, he was already a Jin Wuwei in the palace, and his mother had been in love for a long time, so he promised his mother to his father. This was originally a happy marriage, the two parties who got married were happy, and the elders also had high hopes for this marriage, looking forward to their harmony and hope, and looking forward to their children and grandchildren as soon as possible. Who would have thought that in the past two or three years, this marriage has become a bad fate. Her mother personally sued her husband and Concubine Jing, accusing them of cheating and filth, and pulling everyone involved into hell. She was crazy, she didn't want to live anymore, so she didn't care about pulling others to accompany her to the funeral. Grandfathers, grandmothers, and maternal grandparents all lost their lives in this fate. If it weren't for her father who took her and Xixun to escape to Xiliu Village overnight and changed their names and surnames, presumably she, Xixun, and her father wouldn't have survived now.

Until now, Xiliu's biggest fear is not life or death, but obsessed with love, regardless of wrongdoing, and being as crazy as his mother.

The people of Kosi are gone, and they always have to worship, and when their father is at home, they do not miss a year, although their father does not forgive their mother. This year, nature cannot be left behind.